Romance…with wine
Sometimes I scroll through my own Facebook page, as I’m sure many (Someone? Anyone? Bueller?) of you do. And each time, I think, holy shit, my friends must think that therapy I’ve been going to on the reg for heading toward three years now isn’t helping much. Because my Facebook page sure does seem… quirky.... Continue Reading →
What if you’d left work early that day? What if you’d called/texted and asked him to walk the dog? What if you’d called/texted and asked if he picked his sister up from the bus stop? What if you’d called/texted and asked what he wanted for dinner? What if the dog had realized what was going... Continue Reading →
Yeah, that’s me. Let me paint a picture… Once upon a time, I had two kids. Despite the lack of a manual and the never-ending advice from everywhere—little that was repeated, and never knowing what was right—I thought I was doing okay. My kids were healthy, getting good grades, had friends, people generally seemed to like... Continue Reading →
I just want a minute to myself… Okay, not really. For those of you who don’t know, my life inexplicably changed about six weeks ago, when my thirteen-year-old son died. Yeah, it sucked. It still does. Not that I’ve had time to wallow in that fact. Save for those precious moments in the bathroom and... Continue Reading →